[RANG IS SO FUNNY. D also wouldn’t eat a human, but he has animals who will.]
I believe you have a misconception about my grandfather’s pet shop.
[No fault of anyone’s own. No one knows (redacted).]
On the contrary, Mr. Rang. [D motions below him to T-chan delicately and smiles.] You are in the presence of one who has tried to eat me.
T-chan was a Chinese chef. I knew the moment I saw him he was a totetsu. He was extremely beautiful. He courted me for a while, and then he tried to eat me so he could make the perfect meal with my parts. We were interrupted, but that’s alright.
After he was arrested, I asked him to give up his pretend human form and live with me in my shop instead, and he accepted.
[This does not explain how nothing eats him. He just has that animal rizz.]
Rang stares at D, and then down at T-chan, and then back at D. He is over six hundred years old and yet he is still bamboozled by this story. CHINESE CHEF??? PERFECT MEAL??? ARRESTED??????????
he looks at t-chan,]
Are you in love with him or something?
[why else would you MOVE IN AND BECOME SOMEONE'S PET? RANG HAS SEEN THIS DRAMA BEFORE]
D rolls his eyes upward, exhaling in exasperation. Of course Rang would think and say this. T-chan looks equally as exasperated.]
You are misunderstanding his nature. He's a totetsu. There is no difference between his love and his appetite. He loves to eat and eats to love. He was after the perfect meal. He had killed several people, and then was after me.
All that mattered to him was being fed. He came to my shop because he would not have to worry about searching for food any longer.
[Rang relaxes, like the idea of loving to eat so much that you want to eat people is better than loving another person. we have issues but we're not going to unpack that, instead, he looks intrigued again. im sorry he mood whiplashes a lot like a small child.]
So do you feed him humans then? Is that what happens when your customers break contracts?
[rang was assuming an equal buffet, pets eating their own owners, but maybe t-chan gets first pick?]
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I believe you have a misconception about my grandfather’s pet shop.
[No fault of anyone’s own. No one knows (redacted).]
On the contrary, Mr. Rang. [D motions below him to T-chan delicately and smiles.] You are in the presence of one who has tried to eat me.
T-chan was a Chinese chef. I knew the moment I saw him he was a totetsu. He was extremely beautiful. He courted me for a while, and then he tried to eat me so he could make the perfect meal with my parts. We were interrupted, but that’s alright.
After he was arrested, I asked him to give up his pretend human form and live with me in my shop instead, and he accepted.
[This does not explain how nothing eats him. He just has that animal rizz.]
HELP ME this doesn't mean d is not moe
Rang stares at D, and then down at T-chan, and then back at D. He is over six hundred years old and yet he is still bamboozled by this story. CHINESE CHEF??? PERFECT MEAL??? ARRESTED??????????
he looks at t-chan,]
Are you in love with him or something?
[why else would you MOVE IN AND BECOME SOMEONE'S PET? RANG HAS SEEN THIS DRAMA BEFORE]
YAYWON
D rolls his eyes upward, exhaling in exasperation. Of course Rang would think and say this. T-chan looks equally as exasperated.]
You are misunderstanding his nature. He's a totetsu. There is no difference between his love and his appetite. He loves to eat and eats to love. He was after the perfect meal. He had killed several people, and then was after me.
All that mattered to him was being fed. He came to my shop because he would not have to worry about searching for food any longer.
THIS ICON
So do you feed him humans then? Is that what happens when your customers break contracts?
[rang was assuming an equal buffet, pets eating their own owners, but maybe t-chan gets first pick?]
lil t-chan
[Wow. Why the fck would he hand people off to his pets like that? Unhinged. Deranged. He smiles gently.]
I only said he wouldn't have to worry about food because I am a respectable manager, and I feed my pets so they do not starve.
[There is so much he is pointedly not saying here, Rang.]
grips him by the horns lovingly
You don't see me clutching my pearls.
[taps head can't be terrible if you think it's perfectly reasonable?]
But I guess a manager can do better, if it's for the pets you cherish.